"Hi! Im back!" Hermione called out as she entered her cosy house. Smelling something cooking Hermione headed straight for the kitchen. Opening the door her tummy rumbled with hunger as she saw Sam stirring something over the cooker.
"Mmm what is it tonight?"
"Lasagne!" Sam said turning around smiling. "Don't worry it wont be long I know what your like when you come back from those kick boxing classes!"
"You should really come you know" Hermione teased picking at some cheese.
"You're so funny hedgehog. Can you really imagine me kick boxing? Please!"
Hermione shrugged and made her way out of the kitchen and towards her bedroom. She loved this room, painted a deep red with a huge four poster bed in the centre of the room hermione felt safe here. Dropping her bag at the foot of her bed Hermione headed for her wardrobe and pulled out her favourite lounge trousers and a snug top.
Quietly singing to herself Hermione left and headed for the bathroom. Turning the shower on she checked her reflection in the mirror, glaring at her unruly hair (hence the nickname hedgehog) before turning on the radio and stepping into the shower. Lost in the steam Hermione thought about her coming week. Sam was going to the US in a couple of days and Hermione was lost in what to do. Of course they was college during the days but then what? Kick boxing Thursdays then TV dinners and movies the rest? Hermione laughed as she pictured herself into of the TV with a tray on her lap watching cheesy game shows on 5. Grabbing her fluffy towel Hermione wrapped herself up and stepped out of the shower. Now dressed Hermione checked her reflection again and sighed at the sight. She still had the same bushy hair that she has always had and her cheeks were pink with the heat.
Heading back towards the kitchen Hermione sat at the table as Sam placed the meal in the centre of the table. Helping herself to some Hermione and Sam made small talk but eventually they both fell into silence.
"Hermione?" Sam asked suspiciously.
"Mmm hmm?" hermione replied her mouth full of pasta.
" You know when you were younger where did you go to school?"
"Oh… erm... I went to a… a boarding school in Scotland somewhere." Hermione asked surprised by Sam's question.
"Really? A boarding school? What was it like?"
"Oh you know… it was fun. Lots of strange things happening you know making up adventures that sort of thing." Hermione asked slightly nervous about where this was going, she had never spoken about Hogwarts with anyone.
"Do you still keep in touch with your friends much?"
"Just a couple." This was true hermione only really kept in touch with Ron. The last time she saw him was a couple of months ago at Arthur Wesley's birthday party. Ron was currently working in Romania with Charlie. Thinking of Ron, Harry crept into her mind. Hermione sighed as she felt a wave of sadness sweep over her. Resting her head on a palm she poked at her dinner suddenly feeling full up.
